Earnest Wish Poem Novels & Stories

"Make a wish," Sharon said. Jamie gazed at the candles before him. "The wishes I made as a child… none of them ever came true. Since my own wishes cannot be fulfilled, let me make one for you." He lifted his eyes to Sharon, and under the candlelight, his gaze was clearer and gentler than she had ever seen it. "MK," he said softly, "may everything you hope for come to you, may every path you walk be smooth, and may all you encounter be warm and kind."

He smirked. His breath hit my face as he leaned closer towards my lips. I couldn't stop smiling, impatiently waiting for the moment our lips would finally touch. I placed my arms on his firm shoulders, sliding them towards his neck. A breath away and my wish would come true, our lips would meet in a heated passion. A passion that was already burning my soul. Wishes did come true. For some reason, that thought brought a familiar saying to my mind. "Wishes do come true, it just depends on the wish. The small ones come true almost immediately, but the big wishes take time. But they do come true. So your wish will come true, my little apple, all it takes is patience."

His voice bubbled like this was the moment he had been waiting for. Louis and John dragged the table closer to me. “Make a wish.” They said. “Anything you want,” Louis added. I paused, I had no idea what to wish for. But when I closed my eyes and brought my lips close to the candle, the wish echoed in my head. I wish I don’t make choices I would regret. Opening my eyes I blew out the candles, Louis cheered like we had won something. While John just Smiled. Then came the cutting, the eating, and the talking.

He opened the little box before my eyes, and I brought my hands to my mouth when I saw the ring inside. "I wish that you let me love you for my whole life, that I can wake you with kisses every day and make you fall asleep in my arms. I wish that you say yes, so I can call you my wife, that you accept sharing your life with me and being united with me in a bond for all our lives. I wish that you let me contemplate life by your side and watch our family grow. That I can live with you through the good times, the best times, and the not-so-good times. That you let me protect and care for you, like the rare flower you are. I wish, Hannah, that you accept marrying me! I wish from the bottom of my

I wished he could see me in another light, not just as a fleeting presence, but as a person worthy of love, understanding, and connection. In those moments, I yearned for him to truly see me, to understand the depths of my emotions, and to feel the weight of my longing. I wished for a chance to rewrite the narrative, to create a new story where our hearts beat in sync, and our love shone bright. But for now, the wish remained just that – a wish, a fragile thread of hope suspended in the uncertainty of what could have been.

Adrian watched the candles with intense focus, like he was trying to understand the concept of fire. "Make a wish," I whispered to them, though I knew they were too young to understand. But I made a wish for them. The same wish I'd been making since the day they were born—that they would be healthy, happy, safe, and loved. That they would grow up knowing how special they were, gifts and all. That they would have the courage to be themselves and the wisdom to know they were never alone. Tristan helped them blow out the candles—more like he blew them out while Adrian grabbed at the smoke and Arianna tried to stick her finger in the frosting.

So what would your third wish be? Weruche closed her eyes and breathed in the conditioned air, imagining herself walking through the desert free and just... ''My third wish would be to be happy.'' ''A wise decision Madam.'' He held up his hand like he was holding a wand and waved his arm around a bit. ''It is done Miss, you are happy now.'' Weruche laughed again and this time, her laughter sounded free and unrestrained. ''You probably say this to all the tourists you take on guided tours.''

“SEVEN WISHES! Then hear me Gods above, these are my wishes…” “I wished to be reborn and given a second chance! I wished to become the most beautiful woman that ever existed! To have an incredible reputation in both wealth! And fame! To have a great and loving family and not like the shiity one I had! To find love and marry the most handsome man ever! Let me experience the wildest FANTASIES!!!”

Now I step with certainty, Leaving behind the traces of sadness in the past. Looking forward to the future with hope, Ready to welcome a new love, with a heart full of love. So, let the wind carry away all the memories, I will keep walking, chasing dreams. With a heart that has recovered and is strong, I will find true happiness, with every step I take. “It's like finding peace after reading this poem,” Raisa murmured with a slight smile. She glanced at the house next door.

The young woman is indeed reciting the old nursery rhyme formula that children usually use to make a wish on the first star they see at night. "Star light, star bright, First star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, Have my wish come true tonight." The young woman looks so serious, so dedicated upon making her wish and I briefly wonder what she could possibly be wishing for so fervently, her eyes closed and her eyebrows meeting in concentration. Perhaps it is something deeply personal, like his wish, something she has been longing for a long time now. Or maybe it's something simple, like to be anywhere else but where she is at the moment.